When I was a hitchhiker on the road, I had to count on you
But you needed me to ease the load and for conversation too
Or did you just drive on through ?
You didn't see me in Toronto when I first tried out some hash
Smoked through a pen and I'd do it again but I didn’t have cash
I didn’t have the cash
Then I tried amphetamines and my head was in a glass
Taped underneath the speedometer wires of my '48 Buick's dash
But I knew that wouldn't last
Then came California where I first saw open water
In the land of opportunity I knew I was getting hotter
I knew I was getting hotter
But the neon lights and the endless nights they took me by surprise
The doctor gave me valium but I still couldn't close my eyes
I still couldn't close my eyes
Then came paranoia and it ran away with me
I couldn't sign my autograph or appear on TV
Or see or be seen
Living in the country looked good to me
Smoking grass while the summer passed in the real organic sea
Where everything was green
Then we had a kid and we split apart, I was living on the road
A little cocaine went a long long way to ease that different load
And my head did explode, my head did explode
I wish I was an Aztec or a runner in Peru
I could build such beautiful buildings to house the chosen few
Like an Inca from Peru
Many years have come and gone
Like friends and enemies I tried to leave my past behind
But it's catching up with me
I don't know how I'm standing here
Living my life, I'm thankful for my children
And my faithful wife